Volume One, Chapter 33: Scolding Her Again

As for when Xie Yunmeng did it, or when he brought the man here, even the parties involved were unaware, so it is impossible for us to know.

This dragon clan was merely a low-level flying dragon race, yet they were not something a water dragon could compare to.

Inside the government office, the Dragon Clan Immortal Venerable, who had been fast asleep on the table, was jolted awake by a loud shout.

"Mr. Lin, I'm not trying to chase you away... If you don't mind, you can stay at the villa and leave tomorrow morning! I'm afraid I might not be able to offer the best hospitality..." Chen Baiwan hurriedly explained, though his only intention was for the man to leave.

For Song Qinyue, having a new friend might mean she wouldn't feel so lonely... But the problem was that she liked him, and although she had been rejected, if Xia Bingxin were to find out about this, there is no telling what the consequences might be.

Unexpectedly, before she could finish her sentence, Bei Mingxie slapped her across the face, knocking her to the ground.

The golden elephant stood a hundred feet tall, with a massive halberd towering beside it, thrusting straight toward the sky. Although countless millennia had passed, the halberd had long since lost its unparalleled divine power.

"What's going on? Speak your mind or be gone!" Wang Ketian said with extreme impatience, his eyes as terrifying as blood-stained blades.

"The second-largest financial group in the United States, the Connor Group! I believe you are quite familiar with them, aren't you?" the Black Fox laughed.

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"Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, please follow me to pay our respects to these two benefactors. Had it not been for their help, I fear our brothers and the thousands of aquatic beings here would have likely perished under the claws of that two-headed monstrous dragon." Ao Guang took the lead, walking directly across the waves toward Jin Yi.

"The God of Gu is a deity; how could we mere mortals have the honor of seeing his true form?" some elders remarked dismissively.

Master Xuanyin’s lips trembled and his beard fluttered, but being older and more composed, he did not express his emotions as openly as Li Bai, keeping them contained within his heart.

Li Wuxian pondered for a moment and chose not to inquire further; sometimes, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.

He tilted his eyes, watching Ouyang Luo with a smile. His gaze was clear and innocent, as if nothing in the world could enter his sight other than Ouyang Luo. Such complete trust and steadfastness were exactly what Ouyang Luo loved most.

***

Despite his thoughts, Duan Ke’s mind was made up, and he had no intention of changing it. This was undoubtedly a rare opportunity and a stepping stone for him to make contact with, or even recruit, these Daligula people. He would absolutely not give up on this.

The moment Duan Ke ran out, a series of explosions erupted from within the hellhound's belly.

Her beautiful eyes brimmed with indignation, her ornate crown swayed slightly, and her golden attire rustled. A faint blush crept over her porcelain skin, and the square scales that had been hidden on her forehead began to shimmer. The jade hand held by Jin Yi trembled slightly; it seemed she had been truly enraged.

Throughout history, the Lightning Son had rarely taken action, yet his prestige had always remained. Even as time passed and things changed, his status remained unshakable.

In the Ancient Clan’s council hall, Lang Yu took the seat of honor without the need for modesty. Below him stood the ancestors of the eight imperial clans. The four from the Pan and Chen families naturally felt a bit guilty and stood to the sides; as Lang Yu’s gaze swept over them, they could not help but lower their heads.

Three days passed, and the third cave remained as peaceful as ever. Qi Zhongtang had returned; the protection of the perimeter around Tonglai Mountain was shared by cave masters like them and the Immortal Guards, three days every month.

The heart that had just risen in Lang Yu’s chest finally settled. At least it wasn't the Tianfeng Sect. It had been so long that he had almost forgotten his identity as a disciple of the Tianfeng Sect.

A fire wolf flickered on the Sky Wolf Blade, and Lang Yu drove the blade into the blood moon. A thunderous roar echoed in his sea of consciousness, and his connection with the Sky Wolf Blade vanished completely.

Lin Ran was stunned: "Who are you going with?" He remembered being told that both of the man's parents were dead, so why would there be someone watching over him? It was truly strange.

Of course, the premise was that Chinese Go practitioners must have a certain level of understanding of Go as a traditional cultural art.

Long Mu felt a tightening in his heart and looked at Lu Mu with a pale face. If this were to be exposed, it would not just be a matter of accountability—it could even be a crime punishable by total clan annihilation.

The surrounding people all looked at Xu Anyuan, trying to persuade her to agree to whatever Qian Pinyan said. Otherwise, if Qian Pinyan truly jumped, even if Xu Anyuan hadn't killed her, she would still be the cause of her death, and she would have no peace of mind for the rest of her life.

Even after the contract ended fifty years later, given the protective nature passed down through generations in the Kunlun Mountains, could they really treat him as a mere stranger?

"Are you sure you aren't mistaken?" Deacon Li hesitated, unable to help but ask with suspicion.

Zhu Shaoteng felt that today's events were all premeditated. People under Brother Long said that someone had delivered something to him.

***

The Sword Dao of Emotion was immediately activated, and the power of the seven emotions dragged Duan Zhenyou directly into an emotional illusion.

Looking around, he discovered that the appearing demonic beasts and monsters numbered in the thousands, and every single one possessed formidable strength.

Jiang Bai felt his anger flare even more under the glare of the Tao-Huai youth, so he kicked him again, but the result remained the same. Although the youth looked thin, his bones were tough. The one kneeling beside him, however, was trembling with fear.

But these were not things for Han Yue to worry about. If he couldn't even resolve such minor matters, Li Chengyu would have spent those ten years as the Crown Prince in vain.

He knew he had truly encountered his greatest enemy. If he couldn't win even after giving his all, he would have no choice but to flee.

Without powerful strength, he didn't even have the qualification to know who his enemies were! Was this not a form of humiliation?

"It is like this: today I would like to discuss two matters with everyone. One concerns the Demon Nightmare. I believe you are all already aware that this incident was the work of the Demon Nightmare, right?" Ye Linghan drank his tea unhurriedly.

Mu Sanqian jumped back ten paces; he was not confident he could subdue Su Xuan’s true form as a white python.

Although Chen Xuan was currently inside the ball of light, Ling Meng could still sense his life force, meaning that Chen Xuan was still alive, perhaps just trapped in a state of deep slumber.

On the deck, Wukong emitted a white glow, his expression solemn and grave. He sat cross-legged, no longer able to feel his own body, his spiritual energy, or anything else—everything had vanished from his perception.

The sword in Yang Shanzhe’s hand had the shape of a blade but was wrapped in coarse cloth, dull and edge-less. The "Donghuang Taiyi" held a green steel blade; while not a famous or precious weapon, if it were to break through his defensive aura and pierce his throat, he would likely lose half his life.